Most of us grow up with a fear of any dentist, and in this case, even an oral surgeon. I grew up VERY poor, so therefore my dental health was always put on the back burner. I had not been to the dentist since I was 13 years old. So it can be understood that I was feeling apprehensive when I found out that I had to have all four of my wisdom teeth taken out. The top two were growing outwards into my cheeks, the bottom left: at an angle pushing against my teeth, and the right one? Well, its appropriate to call that one a troll. It was under the gums, completely laid down and hanging out next to a nerve. For my consultation, I went in a little nervous. Of course you watch a video with all the potential risks. No one would jump up for joy after watching it, but it is realistic to prepare for worst case scenarios. After meeting Dr. Dhadli and she calmly and collectively shows me my teeth and explains what they're going to do. I felt her confidence. No question was stupid. The meet was reassuring. But something happened... On my way to set up the extraction appointment with Chelsea emotion came over me and started to cry (which I never do in public). Chelsea with her soft mommy voice comforts me by informing me of Dr. Dhadli's awesome experience. As I'm handed a tissue, I look up and it's not just Chelsea comforting me, There's Dagmar and Tanya too. Having that support made me feel as if I was a little girl that fell off her bike and skinned her knee. Chelsea hugged me with her concern, Dagmar's words were like the band-aid on my knee, and Tanya's humor was the lollipop I got for being a brave girl.
Any questions I had, I was more than welcomed to call and ask. And of course, I did have many. So when I called, there was no hesitation to help me. By the time I came in for my extraction appointment, I was ready to get her done! The laughing gas was an awesome and relaxing ride and the anesthesia kicked in and knocked me out. I have no recollection of the surgery. I woke up by Tanya's voice telling me it was time to go home. My husband in the room getting schooled on how to care for me during recovery. I was taken downstairs in a wheelchair and helped into my car with a smile.
I have been to a couple of post-op appointments since then, and the experience is always great. I feel like I know them all, and they truly care about my health. Hands down, I would come back to Westside OMS for any needed oral surgery. I have recommended them to many and will continue to. Its rare these days to find a place that treats you like a person. Most businesses treat you like a number or dollar bill sign. You won't find that here. Don't think twice, go to Westside OMS. read more